[F] 22 How I became known as the university slut

This happened shortly after I started university in London and I began experimenting with sex and was figuring out having FWBs. I knew I started to love threesomes with multiple guys, strangers and giving blowjobs. When I started I was very worried that the people I slept with would get attached and think we were dating or something (myself included at least a little bit). So during this time period I tried to be overly clear that it was just sex, but I also still tended to hang out causally with the people after meetups: playing video games, getting food, watching a movie, etc.

This is what was happening after the first time I’d hooked up with anyone from my high school. I go to a pipeline uni so there are a lot of people from my high school class that attend. I’d been nervous setting it up with him as I had some weird stuff in highschool where people had basically turned to have a competition to sleep with me and it did weird things to my reputation. I actually liked the fact people wanted to sleep with me, it makes me feel happy and horny af. but he was a guy I’d always been into so when he showed interest at a party we were both at we started texting again. So I set up a time to meet. We’ll call him John.

I cheated on my husband and I don’t regret it [MF]

“The Da Silvas will be here in thirty minutes, honey,” I remind Nick, again, for the third time, “Can you please put away the video games and get the kids ready?”

Nick glances up from his screen. “Mia. That’s what you’re wearing? Really?” he says.

“What?” I snap back, “It’s a dress. It’s summer, it’s a nice day.”

“Your boobs are hanging out.”

You’re an asshole, Nick. I don’t say it. Focus on what matters. “Can you please just get the kids ready? They need to brush their teeth and clean the room. Ok?”

“Ok, ok already, geeze,” Nick waves me off, still playing his game.

I sigh and head back to the kitchen. I’ve got to finish cleaning up from breakfast and then make the kids lunch and switch the laundry and call the mechanic and clean the muddy footprints off the carpet and a million other things.

I grab a sweater from the dirty clothes pile. “At least then somebody would be looking at my boobs, Nick,” I mutter under my breath, covering up anyway.

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My friend tells me about her first sexual experience. Not what I expected [Les] [Ff] [seduction] [kissing] [groping] [oral] [fingering]

This is a long post. I considered doing it in parts but feel it is best told as a whole.

This is a true story as told to me by a young woman who eventually became my girlfriend for a few years. Her name and the other character’s name are fictitious. I changed some details to disguise where this happened. The person I call Mira is still alive and hopefully living a happy life. The dialog is from my memory of the story she told me more than 40 years ago. I did my best with it.

In early 1978 I started dating Mira a 31 year old woman who lived in Washington, D.C. She was born and raised in the Deep South. Mira was a tall drink of water standing six feet tall. She had beautiful blue eyes, honey blond hair, medium to small breasts with pert nipples. She had a very athletic build – wide shoulders, small waist and a small, tight muscular ass on top of a the best legs of any woman I have known. Mira was very smart, funny and successful at work. She had graduated with honors from an expensive Eastern all-girls school.

Trophy Wife to Homeless In Just 24 Hours. [MF][Cheating][MFF]

Stacy meet Brian at the law firm she was clerking for the summer before her sophomore year at college. Brian was a new Junior Partner for the firm and was doing his utmost to make a name for himself. Brian not only worked 60 to 80 hours a week, but he also mentored college kids who wanted to become lawyers. And that summer, Stacy was his mentor. Stacy instantly became infatuated with Brian. He was a smart dresser, had money and was on track to become full senior partner within 5 years. The only downside was that Brian was almost twice her age. In fact, he was only two years younger than her father.

Brian was very attracted to Stacy from the first day they were introduced. She was tall, blonde, had big tits and a very firm ass. Every Partner in the firm was eye fucking Stacy every morning as they walked past her desk. Since Stacy was paired up with Brian, it allowed them to become very close. That, of course, turned into fucking; and fucking turned into a relationship. Although Stacy wasn’t looking to become a trophy wife, that is exactly what happened. By the end of her Senior year, the two were wed. Stacy had to sign an prenup with an iron clad extra marital clause. However, she didn’t care. Stacy wanted for nothing. And Brian, gave his new bride every free minute he had after work each and every day. He was very much in love.

My best friend’s last hurrah before my graduation [MF]

I met him when I was a freshman in college. I was 18, and had generally had very bad luck with guys. The combination of being a bit of a nerd in high school and coming from a religious Chinese family made me completely insecure when it came to the opposite sex. The men I liked were never really interested in me.

Anyway, moving on, let’s call him Z. I still remember the moment I met him, clear as day. I was introducing myself to my orientation week group, and then I saw him walk up to us. His dark brown hair caught the light, and his similarly dark eyes crinkled into a smile. He was tall, and I could see how toned his arms were under his tight gray shirt.

He was, and is, the most attractive man I had ever laid eyes on.

I was starstruck as he began speaking. He had a deep, velvety voice and a sexy accent. He liked working out. He kept talking. I learned that he….really liked working out.

Accidently starting a poly relationship with me [22F], my sister [18F], and my fiancé [22M] [FFM]

The night of my sister’s 18th birthday, she came to me.

“So I have a request: I don’t want to be a virgin when I see my boyfriend in 5 months… Could your fiancé maybe take my virginity?”

She always had the hots for him – but she’d never admit that.

But come her 18th birthday, I agreed – under the condition that he had to do what I say, nothing more, nothing less.

So at midnight she came into my room in corset I quickly stripped off her. I had my fiancé stroke himself to us kissing and sucking on each other’s bodies till he was rock hard. I brought my sister down to his cock and showed her how to stroke and suck a dick right… And she took over, learning quickly what turned him on. I had to pull her off of him, she was so addicted.

“How about we pop that cherry?” I say, laying her down. My fiancé slowly penetrated her, spreading her pussy as wide as it’s ever been. She shivered as his cock slid all the way into her cervix… And then he began to fuck her. I told him how fast, how hard, and how to kiss her… Making her cum three times during her very first experience… Then it was my fiancé’s turn to finish.

When she asked me to be her first time [MF]

(My writing is always long, so I’ve used +++++ to denote where sexy stuff starts, and ======== to denote where sex itself starts. It’s a cute story though, so hopefully the context adds to it.)

A few years ago, in the months between the relationships mentioned in my last two stories, I felt kind of unreasonably lonely. I had a solid group of friends, but the folks in the department where I was doing my masters weren’t that sociable and most of my friends from other departments were in serious relationships. I’m too extroverted for a cozy party every other week to be sufficient, so I basically became that guy who uses multiple dating apps. I think my experience there was kind of unusual, because the main reason I was using four of them (Coffee Meets Bagel > Hinge > Bumble >>> Tinder, if anyone looking for an actual relationship wanted suggestions along those lines) was just that it was hard to find people weren’t either ego swiping or trying to evaluate people for hookups. To be clear, I’m not using the latter to describe people who swiped left on me. Everyone’s got their own tastes, and that’s completely fair! Rather, it’s the people who swipe, expect you to carry everything, and go silent if you aren’t being the most entertaining person in their DMs at a given time. Really not a fan of having my time completely wasted, even if it’s only 20 minutes per ego match.

Mr. Smith: The Inception (part 1 of 4)

Mr. Smith
Part 1
The Inception
By DD.Secrets

I’m not sure when I developed this desire to watch my wife play with other guys. I know that it began very early on. When I was a kid I started reading sex stories in Penthouse magazine. I was honestly more interested in the stories than of the pictures of the slut of the month. I recall reading a lot of stores that had to do with a cheating wife or about the husband that had a friend over to watch a ball game and they got a little drunk and the husband let the friend have a peek at his naked wife as she slept.

Those stories were the foundation of my child hood. Not Nintendo or Xbox like most kids, but erotic stories. I didn’t quite understand why it aroused me or why I had to read more and more of it. I was just a kid, but I knew how wrong it was to have these thoughts and desires, but I was hooked!

[MF] My best friend’s sister

This is my second post. It’s a long one. Check out the other one if you want one from my adult life!

So this happened in high school. I grew up in the Midwest. Not a small town, but not a huge city either. I grew up middle class, played sports, did well in school. My best friend was the same, but his family was loaded. This happened at their house.

The players:
—Me (16 or 17)
—Mark (best friend)
—Ryan (another friend)
—Jill (his older sister, college, ~19)
—Dani (her best friend)
—Liz (Dani’s younger sister, my ex)

At the time, I was really into playing sports. Not great, but I played. I was about 5’10”, 170lbs. Pretty slim. (In college is hit around 6’3”, 215) The thing was, I was already well hung. Looked even bigger because I was so skinny. That comes up later.

My friend’s family was loaded. They came from money and turned it into more money. Hard workers. They had everything. One weekend, the parents left town for a work trip. Ryan and I were going to stay the weekend at Mark’s. My parents didn’t care, because we’d drink but weren’t big parties.

[M/F] Phone Sex Fetish. Or how I got my MILF wife to hang up on her mother

***First time poster. But let her rip if you have any critiques

The last time W and I had sex was a quickie initiated when she was talking on the phone while lying on our bed fully clothed. She was on the phone with her mom, but had to leave the house in 10 mins. While she was talking, I walked into the bedroom for some other reason, but took a detour over to the bed and casually groped her breast for a few seconds. She put her hand over mine as if in approval. When I took my hand away, she gave me a quick look, while still talking to her mom.